[Chorus: Sage The Gemini]
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up

[Verse 1: Berner]
Money, cars, clothes, bars, blow
Bunch of drug money stuffed in my car
Go, high when I let baby for the skin
All my girls sleep with many, many men
Give me ends
I'm dice god, hundred pounds
How I'm so on and I'm underground?
Why these pretty ass bitches give me money now?
Just to come around lay it down, yeah, 100 round
I'm talking about cash, yeah, you know me
I was shipping OG, OT in '03
Rollie on my wrist sit on chrome feet
I'm FedEx Berner, I got my own trees
We ain't love no bopper
We just stash gram bags of powder in our locker
My shoe game proper, they call me big papa
If I knock her I'ma take her for every single dollar
Give it up
[Chorus: Sage The Gemini]
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up

[Verse 2: Sage The Gemini]
HBK Gangster, overdrive Jeep Wrangler
The beat strangler, ooh
Play the card but don't be a tangler
N***as hate but they girl don't want me a stranger
Should of known real n***as
I don't digiorno I deliever
She wanna put my watch on that's that (Le-Chiver?)
She exit the car after he enter
Speaking in third person, I'm straight like perm purchase
My name big go search it
New rims, no, I curbed them
Ball harder than Ervin
Sprewellin how I'm spending this Dirt cheap
Kill 'em with the oh, carrier of bad news
Toxic rap to get rid of the fumes
Yo, ho I'm a goon, 707
Step in the building women thinking that they in heaven
[Chorus: Sage The Gemini]
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up

[Verse 3: P-Lo]
Young mack, I'm what you heard about
Your bitch a freak that's the word around
Heart Break Gang, yeah, it's murder now
Every show, yeah, we burn it down
Me and Sage go way back
Hit him on the head, homie, don't play that
Baby talking down, but they don't say that
I need them double M's, I ain't talking about Maybach
Uh, I need all that shit
She don't even get a text and you call that bitch
You a simp motherfucker, I can call that shit
See my gold chains and she all on dick
Uh, aye, boy, I don't play, boy
I been around the world I'm still a Bay boy
Got your girl in my hand like a GameBoy
She ain't fucking me for free but you pay for it
[Chorus: Sage The Gemini]
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Money, cars, clothes, freaks
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up
Give it up, give it up
Bitch, I need all that give it up